I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

She never expected that the person who came to assassinate Lynn would be Nigel.

Nigel.

A person who has almost no presence in the church.

He was a victim of church bullying. He was of average talent and weak ability. The only reason he was able to stay here was because he took on most of the cleaning and chores work in the church.

But precisely because of this, he was even less popular among the crowd, and anyone could bully him at will and use him as a punching bag.

Until one day, Anna accidentally witnessed this scene and sternly reprimanded the bullies.

From that day on, Nigel became Anna's loyal follower.

Even if he was cowardly, he would rush up to argue with anyone who spoke ill of Anna behind her back, even if he ended up getting beaten up more often.

"Your Highness!"

Nigel was overjoyed when he saw Anna arrive.

But when his gaze fell on Lynn beside Anna, his excitement turned into overwhelming rage.

"Your Highness! You have been deceived by this cursed child! Please step back! Your faithful follower Nigel will clear away all obstacles in your path!"

Anna looked at him quietly and sighed softly.

"Sometimes, what we think is right can cause a lot of trouble for others."

Her voice was soft, yet it struck Nigel like a thunderbolt.

"I appreciate your kind gesture."

"But let's end this farce now."

As Anna finished speaking, she raised her hand, and a gentle light shone from her fingertips.

"Calm your mind."

Chapter Fourteen: Growth-Type Mounts

As the soft glow faded, Nigel's body went limp, and he collapsed onto the cold stone slab, falling into a deep sleep.

The night breeze blew Anna's white dress, and in the empty courtyard, her figure looked particularly lonely.

Anna withdrew her hand, not glancing at Nigel again, and instead turned her gaze to Lisa.

She had planned to leave quietly first thing tomorrow morning without telling anyone.

She knew Lisa well; once she learned that she was going to Mount Nicholas to face the gates of hell, this loyal nun would follow without hesitation, even if it meant going to her death.

But now... should I tell her?

Anna was filled with conflicting emotions.

"What did I do to deserve this? Why do they all want to kill me?"

Lynn looked at Nigel, who was sleeping soundly on the ground, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

I haven't had a single good day since I transmigrated here. I'm either treated like a monster or a target for assassination.

However, leaving Windbreak City, this place of trouble, tomorrow is good news.

He didn't want to experience being sneaked into his room in the middle of the night again.

Seeing that the matter had been resolved, Lynn spoke directly.

"Your Highness, since we are setting off tomorrow, could you please prepare a horse for me?"

He rubbed his hands together, his face filled with undisguised anticipation.

"To be honest, I've never ridden a horse in my entire life."

These words fell lightly, yet they made Lisa, who was standing to the side, freeze.

Departing tomorrow? Horseback riding?

From the day Lisa became a disciplinary nun, Her Highness would always take her along on any mission, big or small; it was an unspoken understanding between them.

Her Highness would never suddenly neglect Lynn just because she arrived.

Therefore, the only explanation is that this mission was extremely dangerous, so dangerous that even Her Highness herself was not confident.

Considering that Her Highness's sanity has been on the verge of collapse lately... a terrible guess took shape in Lisa's mind.

The Church is completely abandoning Her Highness!

She didn't tell herself because she was protecting herself in this way.

Having figured this out, Lisa knelt down on one knee.

"Your Highness!"

"From the moment you rescued me from that sea of ​​blood, my life has existed only for you."

"Only by your side can I atone for my sins."

"Without you, the church is just a magnificent prison to me."

She raised her head, and her usually cold eyes were now filled with pleading.

"Wherever you go, whatever you do, let me follow you."

Anna fell silent.

She looked at Lisa kneeling before her and sighed softly.

A cage?

For her, this magnificent church was nothing less than a prison.

Lisa had already said so much that Anna could no longer find any reason to refuse.

"it is good."

She finally spoke.

"Then tomorrow, let's go to Mount Nikolay together."

……

The next morning, before dawn.

Lynn yawned as he arrived at Anna's bedroom, where Lisa was already waiting.

She handed Lynn a large black hooded robe.

"Put it on."

Lisa's voice was devoid of emotion.

“Her Highness could have used teleportation magic directly, but because of the Gates of Hell, the space in that area has become extremely chaotic, making it difficult to pinpoint the exact location of Mount Nikolai.”

"So we had no choice but to go on horseback."

"Your identity as the cursed child is too conspicuous in the city and could easily cause unnecessary panic. Her Highness the Holy Maiden has instructed you to conceal yourself with a black robe while in the city, but you can do so freely once you leave."

Lynn did not refuse and simply put the black robe on.

He didn't want to experience being pelted with rotten eggs and stones by angry residents again; it was a terrible experience.

Just then, the door to the palace was pushed open, and Anna came out.

She was still wearing that pure white, belted long dress, but now she had a white cloak over it for easy movement.

In the courtyard, three magnificent white horses were already prepared, snorting idly.

Lynn's eyes lit up instantly.

The pure white horse, full of spirit, was clearly no ordinary horse.

He couldn't wait to walk to a horse, and like Anna and Lisa, he clumsily grabbed the saddle, put one foot in the stirrup, and straddled it.

However, the moment he settled down, a strong sense of resistance suddenly surged into his heart.

Extreme aversion.

disgust.

Lynn froze completely.

He could clearly feel that the holy unicorn he had enslaved was frantically expressing its resistance to this behavior in his mental world.

It doesn't allow itself to ride other pets.

Dude, are you even being reasonable?

Lynn was internally ranting and raving.

Even if I ride it, you can't afford it!

A level 30 crippled angel drained ten of my sanity points in ten seconds after I summoned it. You, a level 60 unicorn, I'd probably be dead the moment I summoned you.

At that point, forget about riding you; I'll just return to the embrace of the evil god.

However, the resistance did not diminish; on the contrary, it intensified.

The unicorn's intense will transformed into a stubborn need, constantly assaulting his mind and conveying only one message.

Summon it.

Let it be his mount.

"This drive... if we don't unleash it today, we're not leaving."

Lynn held her forehead, looking utterly dejected.

"what happened?"

Anna looked at Lynn, who hadn't moved yet, and asked with concern.

Lynn raised his head and met the questioning gazes of Anna and Lisa. He gritted his teeth and hardened his heart.

Okay, you're awesome.

Let's give it our all!

I'd like to see what kind of trouble you're trying to cause!

Lynn had a sudden thought, gave up resisting, and followed that strong need, issuing the summoning command.

The next second, to Anna and Lisa's astonishment, a soft white light appeared out of thin air in front of Lynn's horse.

As the light faded, a creature, pure white with a graceful form and a spiral horn on its forehead, quietly appeared in the courtyard.

It blinked curiously, looking around at this completely unfamiliar world, and finally gently nuzzled Lynn's leg with its docile head.

Lynn was prepared to cut off contact at any time, just waiting for his sanity to drop.

However... nothing happened.

I felt no dizziness, no lightheadedness, and not even the slightest discomfort.

He hurriedly summoned his control panel.

[Sanity Value: 120]

The values ​​remain unchanged.

what's the situation?

Lynn was stunned.

Does that mean that as long as it's not involved in combat, it won't consume sanity points?

Filled with doubt, he subconsciously cast an Appraisal spell on the unicorn in front of him.

[Race: Holy Spirit Unicorn (Growth Type)]

[Level: 3]

【HP: 100%】

[Sanity Value: 120]

Lynn stared at those lines of text and fell silent.

The good news is that he seems to have acquired an extremely cool mount that he can use for a long time.